It's been several months and countless rounds of doctor's appointments since we found out we were the 1 in 8. It still seems surreal most days and I still have a hard time talking about it (cue all the tears). But a little over a month ago a friend connected me with a wonderful, loving community of women who are all struggling on different parts of this same journey and that connection has made all the difference. This community made me realize that there was an opportunity in this season of struggle to help others, but in order to do that, I had to be willing to share my story so here it is.
Last summer, Ory and I decided that we were ready to grow our family. Little did we know that almost 11 months later it would still be just us and our two dogs. But we were some of the lucky ones.
Yeah, I said lucky, which is crazy right? To talk about infertility as something to be lucky about.
We discovered this was going to be hard for us early on thanks to some intuition and confirmation from our lab results. Somehow, I found comfort in knowing where we stood.
And y'all I don't talk about God very often, but He honestly works in some of the most mysterious ways. In early February (#firstavailable) we went to our first Reproductive Endocrinologist (or RE for short). You quickly start to learn all the lingo when you live in this world, but that's for another time. During this appointment, we learned that our insurance had started covering infertility treatments as of January 1. Had we gone any sooner, we would have been paying out of pocket like so many couples who struggle with infertility. Hearing this silver lining felt like a blessing.
Even in the what feels like the darkest of times, there is always a silver lining.
And here's the thing - I'm not going to pretend like this journey hasn't been hard. That it hasn't been a complete emotional roller coaster because it definitely has. Seriously, cue all of the tears.